Anyone who passes by, or regularly visits the barn that stands in the eastern Amia frontier, would notice it has changed in recent weeks.

The stench of death permeates the building, and can even be smelled by one passing its outside road.

Dried and fresh bloodstains alike can be seen among the earth and hay, as well as bloody, discarded weapons such as knives and hatchets.

Finally, the walls have been vandalised with black, white and purple paint.

Messages such as 'One True Way'; 'Black Sun shine on'; 'Death to all unbelievers' and 'Supreme Power = Cyric' have been sloppily drawn over the barn's wooden walls, beams and rails.

Finally, a large mural (About 6 ft. square) of a purple sunburst with a white, jawless skull in the centre has been painted on the inside of the barn door. The painter was clearly unskilled, the paint dribbling down across the different colours, giving the image an abstract, melting appearance.

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Vaylek - The Worst Guy
Pu Liu - Descendant of the Great River Dragon

*upon spotting the message, Rastan was filled with a wave of anger, then pulling out his sword and adamantly stabbing the painting of the Cyricist symbol straight through the center, then, sheathing his sword, walks away, mumbling something about idiotic Cyrists, masking foolish sacrificial rites, and banditry with religion.*

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"I am Ozzymandias. King of kings. Look upon my works, ye mighty, and despair!"

Pausing along her journey, Misty gazed at the bloodied scene before her. Strolling with confidence around, and in the Barn. Her dark eyes idly surveying the sight. Paying attention to the details and message of the crime. Mentally combining the evidence before her to determine what might have happened.

Slowly a faint smile curled over her lips, as she placed it all together. Thinking outloud she muttered "Aye, your way is far to chaotic, pointless and sloppy for my tastes". Pausing breifly as her gaze drifted, she went on to say. "Indeed, as we agreed Vaylek, our paths will come to cross one day, My Friend".

Resting her left hand on her hilt of her blade, she went on to say. "In truth I look forward to the day our blades collide, I am certain it will be a battle neither of us will be quick to forget" A sly mystious look passed beneath her eyes.

Tiping her head respectfully, before turning on her heel. Lightly shaking back her long curls, she continued on to Cordor softly humming to herself... Always the same tune...

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Drahj notices the sign and sniffs the paint and the awesome smell of death.

"What dummies, yes oh my, oh me! Yesnesses! Yes. What super dummies, They went, Haha! Sun is Orange not Purple, dummies!"

He then skips off into the distance.

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The Peacock wrote:

[GreatPigeon] is better than me.

To anyone passing the Barn this day, a red-skinned figure clad in light blue can be seen repainting the barn, removining any trace of Cyrists.





Toons PLayed:
Sera
Moshe

A large note, and not a painting, is put up in the middle of the night in what might be a globe of darkness.

It simply reads




Pretenders of chaos

Your time draws near. Soon you shall learn what the meaning of the word is and just how much of a pretender your pathetic Lord seems to revel in. You have been warned.


A symbol can be found on the bottom of the page, a symbol of a Spider within a Hourglass.

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siggy by qualiz<3

*The Mural is repainted, along with a smiley face and a green X*

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Active Chars:
Pylithien "Pie" Eriamyn: War Knight
Roxy: The Shiny One

Myca comes across the barn, feeling to arrogant to catch a cart with a farmer, he surveys the sight and smacks his lips "Oh dear oh dear oh dear" he says while shaking his head